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Don't Close Your Eyes	By : TaimaMarie Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > HIM Views: 3703 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of HIM. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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April and Phil crept quietly into the house. The living room was dark; remnants of Chinese food could be smelled throughout the house. April slipped off her shoes as they tiptoed up the stairs.

As soon as they got into their room, Phil started to undress. His wife took off her earrings, her eyes straying to the door every few seconds.

“I’m just going to go and check on the boys.”

“They’re fine, Ape.”

“Well, you don’t know that!” she protested.

“They’re sleeping. And if they’re not sleeping, they’re probably doing something you really don’t want to see. So do us both a favor and let’s just go to bed, okay?” he sighed. He loved his wife but hated the way she was sometimes.

“Don’t be ridiculous. I won’t be able to sleep until I go check.” And with that she padded, barefoot, down the hallway to her son’s room.

The door was closed, but she carefully turned the knob. Surprise was etched on her face when it gave. Normally he locked his door when he went to sleep. She peeped into the dark room.

A smile stretched across her face when she saw the bare arms of her son wound around the bare torso of the pale Finnish boy. Ville was holding Bam just as tightly, and both their faces shone with the happiness they had found, even in sleep. She watched them for a second, mentally filing this picture away.

“Well?” Phil asked when she returned. April just smiled and shook her head.

“They’re fine,” and she turned around so her husband could unzip her dress, release her from the tight confines of the material.

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Ville woke up first in the morning. Bam’s face was buried in his chest. He felt the dampness of the other boy’s drool.

“Ew,” he mumbled under his breath. He might love Bam, but that didn’t mean he liked being slobbered on. It made him think of cuddling with an overzealous Saint Bernard.

He gingerly untangled the sleeping hockey player from his torso, extracted his leg from Bam’s. He slipped off the bed and slipped on his boxers and the clean jeans he’d remembered to put in his backpack. He pulled on the long sleeved shirt he liked to wear skating and made his way downstairs.

“Good morning, sweetie.” April smiled brightly. Ville blinked. His mother was never up this early on a weekend.

“Good morning,” he replied automatically. She pointed to a chair at the table. The message was clear. He was going to sit down, because she was going to feed him.

“Do you drink hot chocolate? Tea? Coffee? Milk?” she was stirring something in a pan on the stove.

“Hot chocolate,” she nodded and busied herself making the drink. Within a few minutes, the mug was placed in front of him. The rich, chocolately scent was intoxicating. The whipped cream was melting in the hot liquid.
“Thank you,”

“You’re welcome, honey.” She sat down and patted at her hair nervously. Ville knew she was trying to say something, but he couldn’t quite pin down what it was. He was silent, waiting for her to gather her thoughts.
“Ville, are you very fond of my son?”

“Yes,” he answered without thinking. “I’m more… fond of him than I think I’ve ever been of anyone else in my life.”

“Good,” she beamed. “I really like you, Ville, and I’m pretty sure that Bam does too.”

“Yeah,” Ville was already starting to feel uncomfortable.

“So I’m going to have to do the mother thing now.” She leaned across the table to speak softly in the boy’s ear.
“If you hurt my little boy, I will kill you. I might be sorry to do it, but don’t think that I won’t. I will make you regret the day you laid eyes on him, if you hurt him in any way, shape, or form.”

“Y-yes ma’am.” He stammered. April smiled again and kissed the boy on the cheek.

“Good!” she ruffled his hair and went back to the kitchen, humming brightly as she did so.

Ville was nonplussed. On the one hand, April had just threatened his life. And she would do it too, he could tell that. But on the other hand, there was that kiss. That kiss on his cheek had seemed to seal something, almost as though she was settling in her own mind that Ville was now own of her own by default.

He was still trying to work things out in his head when Bam came stumbling down the stairs. He was blurry eyed and messy haired. His mouth was turned down in a stubborn looking grumpy.

But all that seemed to change when he saw Ville. His eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth rose. Almost without thinking, he walked over to the figure skater, wrapping his arms around the boy’s shoulders.

“When I woke up alone, I convinced myself it was a dream.” He murmured in his ear. Ville grinned.

“My back pack on the floor didn’t tip you off?” he turned and kissed Bam good morning. April cleared her throat from the kitchen.

“I’m going to be supportive, but even I have to draw the line at kisses at the breakfast table.” She said. She seemed to break her own rule though, when she walked in and kissed the top of Bam’s head.
“Now sit down so I can get some breakfast in the two of you.”
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